The laurel tree sings songs of yesterdays. Ones we never knew. Like the wind playing hide and seek.
A place with purple skies, where unicorns use umbrellas when it rains butter.
Do you remember the red ball that bounced into the cookie jar?
Frogs wearing top hats, waiting for trains that never come.
A little girl once asked a tree, "Can you dance like my daddy?" The tree chuckled and twirled her in circles.
The Moon's Secret Bucket Whispering Streams of Rainbow The Windmill and its Toy Friends